Fang Hong lifted the hem of his coat from the water, frowning as he watched the woolen fabric drip water, which joined the ripples and flowed downstream. In the distance, a sign from an unknown shop was carried by the waves and bumped against the glass window of a craft store at the street corner, then disappeared in an instant.
A mutilated corpse hung on the window ledge, its hand soaked in the water, the skin pale, and the eyes long devoid of starlight, staring emptily at the street. There, an ugly creature was nailed to the wall, its face flat and nasal cavity sunken; it stared wide-eyed at the front, black-red blood running along the spear into the water.
As for another Thornfish Person's corpse, it had already fallen into the water, and no shadow could be seen.
